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freshing smile that is good for such a day, is alone and walks along a corridor.
He is Komui Lee, 29 years old, who stick to an important job, a general manager of a religious community of the time.
Of course he had the ability that was good for it, but was also a troublemaker of one of a kind.
"Good morning everyone" Komui opened a door and looked around inside.
He catches sight of approximately 10 people of the scientific members.
But not one person answered Komui's greeting as if he isn't the boss at all.
But of course because nobody answered, the desks were all pityful. Everybody was all deep asleep on the floor.
A color is dark, and fatigue is left in all faces and does not seem it is the number, and to get up.
"Well, of course...they had been working for non-stop for 5days in a row now..."Komui,who was the only one with a refreshing expression, walked slowly and carefully towards his desk while being careful not to step on a member who slept on the floor.
Then suddenly, as he was walking past the sleeping people, one person had grabbed the hem of Komui's uniform from the ground.
Komui who was shocked, looked down at the person with his hands up.
"H-hey, Reever hanchou" he greeted looking down at the scientific group: hanchou (group-leader) Reever Wenhamm, who lay at full length on the floor who looked up to Komui with eyes full of tiredness and suspicion.
His eyes sunk, along with his sunken cheeks, and a stubbly beard of an exhausted man.
Komui cannot help feeling pity at the figure looking older than age of 26 years old.
"Shitsuchou~(general manager), where had you been?"
Komui smiled warmly at Reever who had eyes full of jealousy, suspicion, and curseful eyes.
"Why doing my job of course. I was in my command modeling room all the time"
"Last night, somebody said they saw you at the big bath house"
Komui's cheek twitched a little.
"I think they were mistaken by another person~"
"You must've tried to disguise as someone else but they said you were just wearing an afro"
Komui looked away as if running away from Reever's remorseful eyes.
"What is the meaning of this..."started Reever but as if he lost all his strength, Reever fell to the floor again and fell asleep.
This time Komui walked away more quietly and carefully, not walking anyone up as Komui thought, --------Next time, I'll have to be more careful....
His face didn't not reflect any shamefulness of regret.
The mountain pile of paper work reflected his eyes as he was walking towards his desk.
He was about to turn his back on it and go somewhere else when he suddenly dashed toward his desk.
The print that reflected Komui's eyes.
It was 'Lenalee'-------- yes, his dearest,loving little sister's name.
Komui took into his hands, the magazine which imprinted Lenalee's name that was on top of the mountain pile of paper work.
"What's this?"
